The saint's eyes were closed, and there was even some pandering to Xu Feng's attack to hurt her, the scene three years ago made her uneasy, she didn't want to re-experience the events of that day, at that time Xu Feng also fell into this state, and finally she wanted to appease Xu Feng in a panic, but she was attacked by Xu Feng, unsuspectingly attacked by Xu Feng, and was seriously injured on the ground, but fortunately, after Xu Feng injured her at that time, she immediately came to her senses.

Will you do it again this time? If I die this time, don't blame yourself. The holy woman said to Xu Feng secretly in her heart.

As if to confirm that sentence, Shura was ruthless in his eyes.

Xu Feng's right lightning-like eyes, which were filled with terrifying power, were about to fall on the saint's face, and the strong strength had already blown up the hair in front of the saint's forehead.

It's just that!

Xu Feng's right hand stopped when it was only 0.01 centimeter away from the saint's face, and the terrifying energy made the saint's face hurt, and a trace of tears slipped down the corners of her eyes.

The saint's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she didn't feel Xu Feng's attack fall on her for a long time, and she couldn't help but slowly open her eyes, looking at Xu Feng looking at him with a strange expression, and suddenly tears rained down.

Seeing Xu Feng trying his best to control his hands, but looking at her with tenderness on his face, the saint's heart couldn't help but tremble.

No matter how strong a woman is, as long as she meets the man she loves, she will become extremely vulnerable, Xu Feng is the only weakness of the saint, and her only reliance.

"Don't do it, okay?" The saint raised her head and looked at Xu Feng and said in a trembling voice, she was afraid that Xu Feng's move would never come back.

Xu Feng's face was a little strange, and his mind was chaotic at this time, as if there were two minds desperately fighting for control of his body, and one was full of fighting spirit and was extremely eager to kill. The other is the real Xu Feng, when Xu Feng's fist was about to fall on the door of the Holy Maiden's face, Xu Feng strongly regained control of his body, and forcibly stopped the fist that slammed into the door of the Holy Maiden's face.

"What's wrong with you?" Seeing Xu Feng's strange appearance, the saint said anxiously, she had already run to the back of her mind about the six gods of war in the special world, and at this time, she only had Xu Feng in her mind, and Xu Feng was the most important thing she cared about.

"I'm fine, you stay away from me." Xu Feng said in a deep voice, trying his best to control himself, but his heart was shocked, he felt that there was another soul living in his body, an incomparably powerful soul, and now that soul was fighting with himself for control of the body.

The saint was not at ease and did not leave Xu Feng's side.

"Those guys went clean up first, leave me alone." Xu Feng naturally knew the Holy Maiden's intentions and spoke.

Xu Feng's mention, the holy maiden then remembered these so-called gods of war in the special realm, if it weren't for them, how could Xu Feng be in this situation? If it weren't for them, Xu Feng would be very stable, these culprits.

A woman's hatred is extremely powerful, hatred can make them do a lot of things, and the saint turned her head to look at Dirk, who was about to get out of trouble, and ran towards him with a gloomy face.

Rumble!

In the distance, Dirk's body was slapped away by the saint's palm, and his body fell from the air in embarrassment and fell to the ground, vomiting blood in a big gulp.

The old Taoist priest who was in the distance looked at this battlefield and knew that the Yaksha clan was going to be finished.

Regarding Dirk's identity, in fact, only the old Taoist priest and the holy woman even know personally, this extremely handsome looking man actually has another identity, that is, the Yaksha King, because he has the special ability of imprisoning, and his own identity is also very well hidden, people don't know.

But it's just that others don't know, how can the saint and the old Taoist priest not know?

The holy woman looked at the Yaksha King Dirk who fell to the ground with a calm expression, and said, "As the king of the clan, I will give you a chance to kill yourself. ”

Dirk squirted a few more mouthfuls of blood, his handsome face distorted slightly. The gorgeous robe on his body was tattered, and even a piece was scorched, revealing the muscles on his body.

wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with his hand, raised his head to look at the holy woman, and said affectionately: "Holy woman, why do you want to kill them all?" You should know that I do everything for you.

"I don't want to hear about these reasons anymore. I don't want to hear your explanations either. The saint's expression was still as plain as ever, but the meaning of her words was to sentence a person to death: "You can break it." ”

"Holy Maiden, I am in my Yaksha lineage and I am out of the same Y degree as you, please spare my life." Dirk completely lost his usual pride and demeanor, and sat on the ground begging for mercy in a mournful voice.

"Don't you Yaksha do less evil on weekdays?" The saint said in a cold voice.

Seeing that the saint was unwilling to let go, Dirk sighed softly and said, "Okay. Since you are so ruthless, then I will do your bidding. ”

His eyes looked at the saint's infinitely beautiful face with infinite nostalgia, and he said in a deep voice, "Last request, please spare my Yaksha clan. ”

The saint nodded.

With a smile on his face, Dirk struggled to sit up straight with his scarred body crossed, his legs crossed, like an old monk meditating. He clasped his hands together and slowly closed his eyes.

This is the 'incineration' of the Yakshas, which can release the energy inside the body and burn the body.

Seeing this peerless powerhouse pass away, the old Taoist priest sighed softly. When they first met, he killed dozens of people in the blink of an eye. On weekdays, he is unscrupulous, and many people are deeply afraid of him. I didn't expect to end up like this today. One person's success is destined to pass through thousands of people. Think about how he was when he was young, it was the same, but he was the victor in the end.

At this time, a sudden change occurred. Dirk's hands that were silently reciting the mantra of 'Sanskritization' suddenly began to make handprints quickly, only to see that the seals pinched by the hands were set one ring after another, and when the hands waved, there were sparks.

"Borod dragged Illid. Sha Po. Rise. Dirk raised his right hand, and with it a piece of sand flew up on the ground as he commanded. The shape of the sand and stone is similar to that of a large hand, and there are also large pits on the ground, and the combination of these pits of different sizes is also very similar to a large handprint.

Under Dirk's command, the big palm formed of sand and stone covered the Holy Maiden and Xu Feng all over the world. What's even more frightening is that the stone seems to be burning, red and red, giving people a burning sense of oppression from afar.

He used the mantra to channel his life source power into the ground. Initiating a Jedi counterattack before death, if you don't become benevolent, you will become a dead person. "You shall not live." The saint was furious, and her fingerprints flew over her hands.

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